most of the people I'd describe as "friends" were, in fact something much closer to companions of convenience at best, and distance acquaintances at worst. thinking about what my grandparents said, I realized I probably couldn't actually rely on most of these people in a pinch
w/o that assurance of being able to rely on someone, what kind of friendship can you really have? a shallow one composed of only positives, contingent on never being too tedious? not much of a friendship, is it? it's a tough lesson, forcing us to reckon w/ how alone we really are